Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

Marlowe was in a bad mood now, although he was a level 15 senior hunter who was proficient in tracking, tracking a target of unknown strength in this intricate and foul-smelling underground pipe network still made him feel bottomless.

While following the faint smell that remained in the air, Marlowe thought to himself, "Damn bitch, it's messing up me, and when I get this little mouse, I'll kill you..."

This is a very low-level error.

Marlowe knew this, but he could only counteract the fear that had risen in his heart by distracting himself now.

Ever since he rushed into the dark underground pipe network, fear began to grow in his heart.

This is something that has never happened before.

Marlowe was a little panicked, and even wanted to turn around and return directly.

But he didn't dare.

Not completing a task and avoiding it are two different things.

The faith in his heart did not support him as a deserter....

Just as Marlow was thinking about it, a hideous ghost claw pierced the darkness and went straight to his Heavenly Spirit Cover at an extremely fast speed.

It wasn't until the ghost claw was only two meters away from his Heavenly Spirit Cover that Marlowe was alarmed.

But, too late.

He only had time to move a step to the side, and the hideous ghost claw suddenly contracted, pinching him inside.

"Hum..." A

spiritual explosion sounded immediately, causing Marlowe's spirit to tremble violently and lose control of his physical body.

His body immediately lost support and plunged into the sewage on the side.

I don't know if he was lucky or unlucky, but just as he was about to plant in the sewage, two bone spears shot out from the distant darkness one after the other, piercing his left and right shoulder blades.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The huge impact carried by the bone spear flew his body out until it was nailed into the wall not far away, and then stopped.

"Pedal pedal..." A

sound of footsteps came from the darkness in the distance, causing Marlowe, who had just stabilized his spirit, to show a face full of despair.

He turned his head to look at the bone spear that shattered his shoulder blade, and the despair on his face became even stronger.

"Necromancer..."

How could it be a necromancer!!

"It's over, it's completely over this time..."

Wang Ye walked to Ma Luo without hurry, looking at this guy who dared to follow him with a playful face.

"Say, do you explain it yourself, or will I torture it slowly?"

Marlowe was silent, and even closed his eyes directly.

Wang Ye fumbled with his chin and casually opened his panel information.

【Name:??? 】【

Race: Human

】【Identity:Unknown】【Main Class: Senior Hunter LV.15

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Skills: Rapid, Quick Burst, Breathing, Smell Tracking, Faith Guard, Hound Breeding...】When

he saw the "Faith Guardian" in the skill bar, Wang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted.

Broken!

Met a religious organization!

Damn it!

I knew that this adventure group that kidnapped that shit saint would not be a simple thing!

Grass!

Religion is not terrible, what is terrible is the religion that has been organized.

People in religious organizations are notoriously not afraid of death, and are notoriously hard-mouthed and hard-boned.

Wang Ye stood in place, staring at Marlo, who was nailed to the wall, grinding his teeth, and said with a tyrannical face: "Don't say yes, then don't regret it, I want to see if it's your mouth hard, or my undead magic hard!" As

soon as the words fell, Wang Ye's legs suddenly exerted strength, and he rushed to Marloe's side in a few steps, reaching out and pressing on the other party's legs.

Zombie transformation, launched.

Mental shock and launch.

Mental shock, launched.

Suddenly, wisps of thick dead qi escaped from Wang Ye's hands and quickly drilled towards Ma Luo's legs.

"Ah!! No!!! Marlowe widened and roared.

And yelling is the only thing he can do now.

Other than that, he can't do anything.

His spirit was being frantically ravaged by Wang Ye pressing on the ground, if it weren't for the fact that it was too painful, he wouldn't even be able to make this roar...

It is impossible for a living person to be directly transformed into an undead.

Wang Ye's skill was destined to be impossible.

However, what Wang Ye wants is this effect.

As soon as the dead qi entered Marlowe's body, it showed a strong desire to attack, rapidly eroding Marlowe's fresh flesh and blood, annihilating the activity of a block of body tissue, and polluting drops of vibrant blood...

The contaminated blood flowed down the blood vessels, polluting the blood vessels that flowed, and finally poured into Marlowe's heart....

Marlowe's heart twitched wildly, wanting to drain the invading blood and save himself.

But the blood is endless, and the instinctive reaction of the heart not only does not save Marlowe, but makes Marlowe's condition worse....

"No!!"

After giving Marlo another blow of mental shock, Wang Ye slowly withdrew his hands and asked in an icy tone: "Say, or not?"

Marlowe was pale, his eyes bulging and his breathing was rapid, and all parts of his body were convulsing violently, and large streams of sweat mixed with a little dirty blood oozed out of his pores, soaking his clothes.

"I... I... I..."

Suddenly, Marlo stretched his head forward and shouted angrily at Wang Ye: "You kill me!" I beg you! You kill me!! I can't say ah! If I say so, I will be a treacherous, a treacher! It is to be torn off by my Lord and fried in an oil pot for one hundred and thirty-six days..." Wang

Ye glanced at Ma Luo like a fool.

This guy, this religious organization he joined is definitely a small workshop.

Only these unscrupulous religious organizations will use these things to scare believers.

The so-called "gods" are going to personally go down and pick up the skin, what a shabby "god" it must be!

Moreover, in Aqua Blue Star, even the largest and strongest religious organization, the Heavenly Apocalypse God Sect, does not have the so-called "God Falling".

It should be said that the "god" they believed in never gave him any instructions or orders, not even the simplest communication.

The so-called canons, doctrines, and canons were compiled by generations of great sages, and they were not at all as they claimed, and were drawn up by "God" himself.

If they are not able to get power from the "god", then whether this "god" really exists will be questioned....

Wang Ye for these things, Menqing.

Now as soon as I hear what this guy said, I immediately feel a little crying and laughing.

Squinting, Wang Ye looked at this guy who was about to collapse mentally and thought of a countermeasure....